Sunday, August 16, 2020

Witnesses Were In Awe!

by oceanic hours to have lived its guts such peculiar glory. such feeble excellence while it disappears or too snagged to rewash linen.

by wretched occurrence or tragic destiny while some seem more evolved.

as abandoned creatures given to love where something might feel passion; a stranger fraught by newness with so little to undress.

to have rivets or incur beauty such dear fire: carrying tassels reminded of those years by rich ambition. so much to wear it, so devastated by it, while we face eschatology.

so much to sit still, too much to ungrip hostility, or so much for other people; those nice ribbons those fawning ribbons where abstruse axioms are never an issue; such

forgiving people, as never a hassle people, or people such obligation to adore pain.

if a clump of soil upon a palm of flesh to plant a tree.

by rain those dear prisons. by art those remarkable diamonds. or too much a part to actually see persons.

it would ache, we ask for what’s it? in a war so near to beliefs; fragile mountains, facile peg placers, while a person would sell a rooted fable.

we watched wisdom’s owl we heard sagic squirrels we attempted to levitate. such beautiful projection as darkened elements by blockage or division.        


so cold in heat so warm in glaciers or so frantic in calmness. sweet gorgeous woman to have croaked upon contact if but to regenerate at orgasmic points. so much brooding or so aloof to contact where one is so distant, he becomes the target. those comely hands such hair-creeping arms or oils above your lips; such shaving weekly so much a dream to Infinity or pardoned for sociality, so threatened! by ashes such liquor or so sober they can’t fathom. those dear cavern eyes so steep into his castle while a second might dedicate an existence. by a child such torn dalliance with such a raw woman: as hating cadence or credence or clarity: but a deeper need, by greater reception, in spite of antisocial behaviors: to be accepted, or praised, despite, realities contradicting sociality. such sacrilege, such blasphemy, while asked to sit through something degrading: to ignore souls or cries or guts, while a man loses, for he spoke, or for a sickness, or anything that opposes another’s excellence. but pain into winds as a mind shall melt seated across from witnesses.     

The Sentiment

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